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peach fuzz caught on the curved back of my little curled creature. carved in clay chirped from the dust timid sculpture weathered crisp at the cusp of your organics drool dews the downy where dreams dip and dare brews of white lullabies into static your wet balmy breath drags and plucks my rhythmic drum a beat so wild my little angel one winnowed away from heaven gasping mud the soul came from
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Sep 14, 2012
Sep 14, 2012 at 5:02 PM UTC
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peach fuzz caught on the curved back of my little curled creature. carved in clay chirped from the dust timid sculpture weathered crisp at the cusp of your organics drool dews the downy where dreams dip and dare brews of white lullabies into static your wet balmy breath drags and plucks my rhythmic drum a beat so wild my little angel one winnowed away from heaven gasping mud the soul came from
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Sep 14, 2012 at 5:02 PM UTC
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